'bout to drop you cold stop you like mold crop you bald...
Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short
Them niggas newbie bang
And bang a rang to peter pan
Basketball is my favorite sport
Her redder header over a pie, bald
Cards are stacked like casinos, and bald us like chemo,
With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow
In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit
And sell out 'till we dig holes for homes like peter rabbit,
It ain't hard to make money
Second peter one three
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